Why I Still Believe In Love

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I have exes whose eyes I will avoid if I am unlucky enough to be in the same room as them for five minutes. I have had breakups that drove me to move in with friends for weeks at a time so I could avoid the searing pain that came from being alone in my room. I have heard people tell me that no one would ever love me as much as they did, in the same day that they slept with another woman in the back of their car. Every time something like this happened, no matter how destroyed I felt by the gravity of the situation, I eventually picked myself up off of the floor. I eventually went to a new boy’s house, slept in his bed, held hands with him while shopping. There was no moment of despair that was too intense to recover from, no point…

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